There is a dream called football

Chapter 96 Players and Nightclubs

"David, everyone is eating, what are you doing with your silly hat on?"

"Head, this is my appointment with the reporters. I will reveal my new hairstyle during training tomorrow."

Beckham was smug, but Ferguson was so angry that he just endured it.

During the training the next day, Ferguson couldn't bear it anymore, and pulled off Beckham's hat. Seeing Beckham's bald head, he was taken aback, "Is this the new hairstyle you mentioned?"

Xiao Bei also became angry and walked away.

This piece of material was reported by the British media after Beckham and Ferguson fell out. Mourinho watched it again and enjoyed it again, but what he didn't expect was that it was his turn now, and he was also facing the embarrassing situation of a showdown with the players.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Maniche and others came back, somewhat drunk.

Looking again, there are Mendes and Valente and others.

"That girl just now was really nice."

"It's a pity that she didn't sell it."

"Haha, what do you like to sell?"

"Of course, it's too troublesome to talk about feelings, and you have to give gifts, so it's better to pay cash directly."

"Haha, beast."

This group of guys felt refreshed, still immersed in the world of fine wine and beauties just now, but in the next second, this group of people suddenly petrified.

"head!"

"Laugh, why don't you keep laughing?"

Maniche looked at his teammates with a confused look on his face.

In this case, there is no point in denying anything, just looking at their flushed faces is enough.

"Head... can we go to your room and talk about it later?"

"Hahaha, you still know how to lose face? Are you afraid that reporters will write about it?"

……

……

Mourinho also knows that players and nightclubs are inseparable, and he doesn't expect everyone to be self-disciplined, but discipline must be clarified during away games.

"Head, how are you going to punish us?" Maniche said.

"Hehe, you're so straightforward."

Mourinho had already thought about it, it shouldn't be too heavy, after all, the team still has to play, but it shouldn't be too light, otherwise there would be no warning effect.

"A fine of [-] euros each, and a review will be written."

"Review?"

Isn't this what students should do?It was especially hard for Maniche to get him to write.

Mourinho just wants to let him know that it is difficult, so that it will be effective, "Yes, 1500 Portuguese words must be written."

sweat.

Others are fine, but Maniche has a hard time. He is a big bastard and can't write.

"That's it, go back to your room."

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"Dong dong dong."

Li Qiao opened the door, only to see Maniche who smelled of alcohol, and he knew he was being punished without saying anything.

"Hey, have you been caught by Jose?"

Maniche nodded.

"By the way, what do you want me to do? You don't want me to intercede for you."

Maniche shook his head, "No, but I need your help."

"Go ahead."

Maniche took a piece of A4 paper and told the story.

"sweat."

"I'm a foreigner, are you sure my Portuguese is better than yours?"

"No, I heard that you have studied in high school, then you are the most educated in Porto's first team, you have to help me."

Huge sweat.

Li Qiao couldn't refuse, "Come in."

First of all, Maniche didn't know how to write the first sentence, so he was stunned for a long time with a pen in his hand, "How to write the first sentence?"

"My dear head, flattery, is it always?"

Maniche wrote on paper, dear head.

Then he looked at Li Qiao eagerly, "And then?"

"Fuck, you don't have to teach me every sentence, do you?"

"I have recognized my mistake today, and I promise I will never do it again."

"Then you simply write down what happened."

Maniche asked in a daze, "Do you want to write about touching a girl's thigh?"

"What do you say!"

sweat.

Maniche wrote things down briefly, in crooked handwriting.

"Are you really Portuguese?"

"Hehe, I'm sure I gave up school after taking football, so... you know."

Although the European football youth training system is relatively complete, there are still many people who give up the opportunity to receive a good education for football. This is also human nature, after all, human energy is limited.

Maniche wrote half a page, and then counted, "It seems to be almost the same, enough words, thank you, Li Qiao."

"it is good."

but……

Ten minutes later, Maniche came back, weeping.

"what happened?"

"Jose said that my writing was not as good as that of elementary school students."

……

Li Qiao is only at this level, communication is no problem, but literary talent?Unless written in Chinese.

"I can't do anything about it. None of us have received compulsory education in Portugal. Jose is a college student."

Li Qiao thought of Lorinda, "How about I ask for foreign aid?"

Maniche nodded, "Okay."

Li Qiao went online and used MSN to contact Lorinda, "Hi, do me a favor."

"whats the matter?"

Li Qiao said it briefly, and Lorinda was furious, "You went whoring in a nightclub, and you were arrested by the head coach?"

"Khan, it's not me, it's my teammates."

"Why did your teammates ask you to write a self-criticism? I'm sure you followed suit."

"Not really."

Lorinda was dubious, "Really not?"

"No, I swear."

"Okay, I'll write it for you."

Soon, Luo Linda coded the words and sent them over. Li Qiao saw that it was really good, because he couldn't understand it, so it must be good. It seemed that he used a historical allusion, which was a historical allusion about drinking and going wrong.

Li Qiao turned the computer screen, "Copy it."

"okay."

Maniche copied it once, and then left. At this moment, Lorinda sent a message, "Li Qiao, do you guys like going to nightclubs very much?"

"I do not like."

"Do not believe."

"I heard that the players are still fond of prostitution."

……

……

This is all due to people like Rooney, who have ruined the player's reputation, and that sensual Ronaldinho.

"Lorinda, trust me, not all footballers are like that."

"Okay, I believe you, go to sleep."

But Li Qiao's heart is warm, and it feels great to be cared about.

On the second day of training, Maniche and others were arranged by Mourinho to pick up the ball, and they had nothing to say, so they had to obediently pick up the ball.

At this time, Li Qiao deliberately kicked Maniche's ass with the ball.

"what."

"You look so handsome as a caddy."

"That is."

Valente next to him patted him, "He's mocking you, idiot."

Maniche was upset, "Asshole, China Joe."

"Hahaha."

At this time, Mourinho shouted, everyone step up training, Old Trafford is not easy to play away, and the Dream Theater is also a nightmare for many teams. Mourinho is looking forward to the scene of shouting and roaring in the Dream Theater.

(End of this chapter)